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Hu-Dad has long suspected that Chez Herd is haunted! He leaves things in one room and then finds them carried to another room. Β And those objects not only are moved, by they are covered in a gooey slime (sort of like dog slobber). Now, he has photographic proof of actual goblins under the dining table!
Goblins under the dining table.
Wait, wait, Hu-Dad. You are mixing up your nouns and verbs. That isn’t a goblin under the table. But if you would kindly drop some food from your dinner, there will be some gobbling under the table.
Dear Reader – I am not responsible for my Hu-Dad’s bad puns. But can I have a snack?
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hello thundering herd its dennis the vizsla dog hay i hav herd that the gobble-uns wil git yoo if yoo dont watch owt!!! now i no wot that meens!!! ha ha ok bye
With such an irresistibly adorable face… how could one not “drop” a treat or three to the under-the-table-gobblin!!!
Bad doggy puns deserve treats Hu-Dad, right?